I recently had to give my dog away because of housing reasons and cause he is a special needs dog. So I was wondering if you could do a Peter Parker imagine where the reader (who is his girlfriend) has been really off during the day. Maybe Peter asks during second hour Chem but she just shakes her head and says "i don't want to talk about it." But later maybe during another hour or either at lunch, she randomly breaks down crying and he comforts her. Sry if its long Just loved ur last imagine ❤️
I’m so sorry about your dog, I have two dogs myself and I couldn’t bear to give either of them away so I know how you feel. I hope this makes you feel a bit better :)
Peter frowned slightly as he heard a tired sigh from the seat to his left. Letting his eyes leave his Chemistry notes for the first time that lesson, he looked over to see you sitting with your head in your hands. Another look told him that you hadn’t even copied any notes over the course of the lesson.
Glancing at the teacher to ensure she was distracted, Peter slipped a piece of paper onto your desk and tapped your shoulder lightly to get your attention.
Frowning, you unfolded the note your boyfriend had passed you.
You met his eyes, wide with concern for you, and nodded once. You could tell by his facial expression that he wasn’t buying it, but he simply reached over and squeezed your hand before turning back to face the front of the class.
Peter wove his way quickly through the cafeteria towards the table where you always sat together. The smile faded from his face when he saw you in the same position he’d seen you in in Chemistry, almost four hours ago.
“What’s up?” he asked, nudging you gently and placing the tray with both your lunches on it between the two of you. You sighed, taking your bowl of soup off the tray and stirring it half-heartedly.
“I just…it’s just one of those days, y’know?” you started. “Everything seems to be catching up with me, and I feel so stressed and-,” You hadn’t even noticed the tears welling in your eyes until your voice broke. Panicking, Peter wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest.
“It’s okay to feel like that, I get days like that too,” he told you. “Why don’t you come round to mine’s after school today? We’ll have a movie night, order a pizza.”
You smiled slightly, wiping your eyes with the sleeve of your top. “Only one pizza?” you joked. Peter chuckled, giving you one last squeeze before letting you go.
“Okay, two pizzas. And I’ll let you choose the movie. Deal?”
You smiled, burying your face in the crook of his neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist again.
A/N: Sorry it’s quite short but I wanted to get something written for you as soon as possible. If you want to give feedback or request something, my ask is here! I hope you’re feeling better, anon :)